To walk beside you,
In the soft moonlight.
That’d be grand,
All through the night.

To talk with you for hours,
Getting to know you better.
That’d be great,
Listening to your every word and letter.

To spend time with you,
Seeing your smile beam.
That’d be wonderful,
But alas, it’s only a dream.

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